I Hate You Bastard's

Episode 11

Faintly, a noise began to wake Sapphira from her sleep. Her dream was interrupted by a familiar voice in her ears. Sapphira refused to be fully aware, because her dream was too cradled.

In his dream, Sapphira was playing with a small child. The little boy's face was faint, but Sapphira was comfortable with him. Sapphira was convinced that the little boy was her son, because she called him mother.

By being forced to cradle the dream just ended. Safira was fully conscious. His eyes opened until the white ceiling welcomed his vision.

The woman sneered at her temple, she remembered before losing her consciousness, Alice was with her, and Dave was the bastard.

Given that, Sapphira's emotions overflowed again. The woman was crying, crying over the reality she had just known. All of this was so complicated, to the point that he did not know where to start.

Dave Rodriguez, the man who had destroyed her, and the father of her baby, turned out to be the future husband of her best friend, and Safira knew Alice loved the bastard very much.

Sapphira closed her eyes tightly, her chest tightened with all this. When Dave came to his apartment that night, until when Dave noticed him, even though he was pregnant with the baby. Honestly, Safira was expecting Dave.

Very silly indeed, it could still hope in such an evil man. If only he had known, it turned out that Dave was the man Alice often told him about, Safira would not have wanted to be touched by the man. Sapphira will fight back, even if it harms her.

Sapphira wiped away her tears, while her stuffing was still heard, making someone who was apparently sitting next to her wake up.

"Safira... You are already aware of my son.." a middle-aged woman, with her face as her head, clasped Safira's hand tightly.

Sapphira rounded her eyes, seeing that her birth mother was here. Safira thought it was just a dream, but when the mother hugged him and kissed him on the cheek, she realized it was not a dream.

"Mother.." she shrieked in a hoarse voice.

"Mother..." Safira could not speak. All this surprised him too much. He did not expect his family would find him so soon.

"Darling, don't shut up. Say anything? Why don't you tell mom what happened to you hmm? Why baby. Is there no mother? Why are you going to endure your suffering alone?" Davina sobbing. Of course, as a mother Davina also felt the sadness of the princess.

"Mom... You know...?"

"Yes Nak... We all know. Rara's your sister, she's healed and told me everything." Davina said.

Yes Safira remembered, a few months ago before deciding to leave, she told him what had happened to her sister, Rara. He was ill at the time, and was reluctant to speak.

"Sister.." the soft voice greeted him. That's Rara, his favorite sister.

Rara approached, then hugged her tightly. "Rara misses Safira's sister."

Safira chuckled, scrambling his sister's hair in an agitation. Despite being married, Rara remained like a child to him. Rara is very young, but at this young age, the younger sister is married, namely with Bara, their adopted brother. There is an interesting story from their story, if curious directly read aja My poor Wife.

"Your brother Bara is very angry with what happened to you dear. Right now Bara is looking for a man who has done this to you" Davina said.

Safira was silent, horrified at the thought of her foster brother. Safira can't imagine what would happen to Dave, if Bara found him.